Recovering a Sense of Autonomy
Happy November!
It’s currently very late on Saturday night (really- very early on Sunday morning) and I just witnessed the first World Series loss I’ve ever cared about. I started following baseball for the first time this year, and my home team (the Toronto Blue Jays) performed exceptionally well over the course of the season. Although I’m a little bitter about the Dodgers’ win, I’m happy to have followed something so monumental in Toronto’s sports history. The energy in the city has been electric over the past week- we were all united by the Blue Jays.
Onward to the topic of this blog post, my reflections on week eleven of The Artist’s Way. This week focused on recovering a sense of autonomy. The text started with a long passage (almost a manifesto?) about accepting oneself as an artist. It felt like a summation of a lot of different concepts and ideas that have been explored throughout the program.
The text went on to discuss achieving success as an artist, and how to choose creative projects for pay. If you work as an artist for a living, you may be hired for projects that pay the bills, but that aren’t creatively fulfilling. Cameron talks about considering the hidden costs of accepting such projects- time and creative energy- and suggests balancing such projects with personal artistic endeavours that do fill your cup.
There was also a long section in the text called “The Zen of Sports” which talked about the importance of physical activity to artists. This conversation resonated with me, and also brought to mind Haruki Murakami’s memoir, “What I Talk About When I Talk About Running” (which I love, and have read twice). Artists can benefit from physical activity in a variety of different ways. A lot of artists find that their minds wander freely when they exercise, bringing them inspiration. Others (including a friend I spoke to this week) find that exercising is a great time to puzzle through issues that come up in their projects. Personally, as a long-distance runner and walker, I find that walking frees up my mind for thinking things over, and running gives me perspective. Both activities have been extremely beneficial to my art.
Finally, the text invited readers to build an artist’s altar: a place to keep little things that make them happy. A so-called “altar” can be as big as an entire room or as small as a window ledge. As it turns out, I already sort of have one- it’s my bookshelf. My bookshelf houses my book collection, yes, but also little treasures I’ve collected throughout my life that bring me joy, including origami stars, cute blind box figurines, a set of glass fruits gifted to me by my grandmother, a jar of seaglass and ceramic seal statues that my mom gave me. My bookshelf is, without a doubt, my favourite part of my apartment.
Morning Pages
I did poorly with the morning pages this week. There were two days I made late entries and two days I skipped the pages altogether. There has been so much resistance with these pages over the last few weeks. Honestly, I just don’t think they’re for me. To get back on track, I had to remind myself that I made a commitment to finishing The Artist’s Way program; and that the morning pages are an integral part of it. I also tried to give myself some perspective: at this point in the program, I only have one more week of pages left to go, and then I never have to write them again.
Tasks
Fitting as The Artist’s Way is coming to a close, a lot of the tasks for this week asked participants to consider their plans, goals and dreams for the future. Personally, I’m worried about not being able to keep the magic of The Artist’s Way alive once I get back to my everyday life. Concrete goals tend to work better for me than abstract ones, so I’ll need to find a way to set a practical goal for myself in relation to creating.1
Artist Date and Other Artistic Endeavours
This week was filled with a lot of late nights watching the World Series. This said, I did manage to get some writing done. I started drafting a new short story (no title yet, but it’s about a man found guilty of a crime who is awaiting his sentencing) and kept working on the short story I drafted in Week 7 (which has the working title “Thanksgiving”). I also made banana chocolate chip muffins again.
My artist date this week was a bit of a bust. It started with the best of intentions- I drove up to Newmarket with plans to walk through Fairy Lake Park and then go to a café and work a bit on “Thanksgiving”. Unfortunately, it was so cold outside I could barely enjoy the walk, and when I got to the café to write, let’s just say my laptop had other plans. If there was any positive takeaway from this week’s artist date, I’d say that at least I had a pretty good iced coffee and bagel with cream cheese at the café. If you’re ever in Newmarket, I highly recommend Metropolis Mercantile + Café.
In any event- bad artist date aside- all I can do is move forward. Wish me luck for week twelve!
With love,
Laura Kate
- I’m thinking about a goal of creating and sharing one work per week- whether that be a blog post, photoset, watercolour painting or something else. ↩︎



